Saturday evening after the storm
How to put this - - borrowing text and images from an online thinking site - - "Human beings are alive for only a blip in cosmic history, confined to a tiny planet around an unremarkable star within a modest, run-of-the-mill galaxy" of some 400 billion suns like our own, "within our vast cosmos" of trillions of galaxies. And yet, even at our still crocodilian phase of living selfishly, greedily, jealously, viciously, suspiciously, supposedly on our way to some likeness of God, image of Divinity, how remarkable we are, able to figure all this out.
If only we could have a broad enough perspective to live peaceably with each other on this tiny planet.
It may be arrogant even to think we have a mission here, but what is our role, "why are we here?" is a question. Are we accidental as seems most likely, or do we indeed have a purpose? Is our role in the Universe to think, to perceive for some reason (and if so, what reason?) or is it simply to be fruitful and multiply as just one of innumerable evolving creatures - - living things?
If you think, then you are on track; but if you know, then you are mistaken.
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What do I believe? Not, as Steve Jobs said, "... dogma, which is the result of other peoples' thinking." I work at doing my own thinking, I work at it. It's a life's work, a calling, a vocation, and I'm satisfied, okay with it, if answers elude me. My role is to seek - - what? Well, IDK, Truth?, perhaps. Seek the Truth ... cost what it will, where the question that stirs me - - startling in that it comes from the other side - - is "What is Truth?"
And - - your God is too small, so take the risk of finding a larger God as you seek, e.g., I like the word Pantokrator, which has greater potential for the sense of it than its ordinary usage. It could mean Whoever or Whatever had the thought, word, and deed of "yeh-hi" and an eternal Multiverse instantly is and always has been. In my growing up years, our common phrase was, "As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be," but whether it "ever shall be" may depend on whether Pantokrator continues speaking, saying "yeh-hi." If I were Pantokrator I'd likely go quiet, but I'm not; YHYH, יִֽהְיֶה He Is. Me, IDK, in fact, I know nothing. I think, I seek, I observe, but I see little and I know nothing.